Chapter 115 Chapter 115 One last kiss...
After treating his wound outside, Rei Fūya returned home at around three in the morning.
Before he even opened the door, he realized someone was already home.
Has Olga returned?
When I opened the door, the room was pitch black and there was no light on.
Suddenly, Furuya Rei felt something was amiss. The next moment, he abruptly raised his less severely injured arm to block the attack from behind.
Just as he was about to catch the person who was attacking him from behind, something hard pressed against the back of his head.
It's a gun.
Fūya Rei slowly raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.
In an instant, something unexpected happened. Fūya Rei jerked his head sideways to avoid the attack, spinning around and precisely twisting the wrist of the person behind him holding the gun.
There was a dull thud, and the pistol fell to the carpet.
"Olia, stop it."
Fūya Rei was somewhat helpless. He twisted Olga's hands behind her back with one hand and pressed her against the wall without using much strength.
He had guessed it was Olga from the beginning. Olga must have known about his "feat" a few hours ago, which was why she was so surprised now.
Fūya Rei let go of his hand, took a step back, and turned on the light in the living room.
“Pah.”
The world lit up again. This time, Rei Furuya could clearly see the person still standing by the wall. Her right hand was in her pocket, and she was staring at him intently, her emerald eyes narrowed slightly. Like a cat quietly observing its prey.
Furiya Rei took a step forward, grabbed Olga's wrist, and led her towards the sofa.
Unexpectedly, Olga, who had been quiet behind him, suddenly attacked. She swung her right hand, which had been in her pocket, straight towards the back of Fūya Rei's neck with a knife. The force was so great that there was even a sound of breaking wind.
Furiya Rei's expression froze, and he dodged to the side. He suddenly realized that Olga was really hitting him hard.
The two of them started fighting again. Or perhaps it could be called a one-sided crushing. Olga's fighting skills were taught by Furuya Rei, and every move bore his influence. Furuya Rei barely needed to think before knowing what she would do next. Furthermore, even in terms of strength alone, the difference between the two was worlds apart.
Olga was once again pinned by Rei Furuya. Still unwilling to give in, she pressed forward, elbowing and kneeing, but the injured Rei blocked each one, easily neutralizing it. It looked like he was barely exerting any effort.
From beginning to end, Furuya Rei didn't use any force, but only guided her subtly, as if teasing her. In just a few steps, he tripped Olga onto the sofa.
The more this happens, the more angry it becomes.
Olga struggled to get up, but Fūya Rei held her down firmly with just her body weight. Her right wrist was clasped tightly against her ear, making her completely unable to move.
She saw that there was a hint of helplessness and indulgence in Furuya Ling's expression:
"After so many beatings, have you calmed down?"
Olga pursed her lips, turned her head away, and did not answer.
Furuya Rei released his grip on her right hand and touched her head instead. But at this moment——
Olga, who had been lying quietly on the sofa, suddenly took something out of her pocket and tried to stab Furi Rei's neck.
Fūya Rei quickly grabbed her wrist and stopped the object in mid-air. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a small syringe.
I guess it contains anesthetics or something like that.
Fūya Rei sighed silently, easily snatched the syringe, threw it back casually, and threw it accurately into the trash can.
Then, under Olga's almost shocked gaze, he took out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket, as if he had expected it and had prepared them in advance.
“Click.”
Olga was chained to the sofa.
As Furuya Rei stood up and left, Olga was finally able to sit up. She raised her hand and pulled twice, causing the metal chain connecting the handcuffs to jingle.
Of course, it was impossible to move it. Olga could only remain silent for a moment, her eyes grimly watching Furuya Rei busily moving around the room, seemingly searching for something. He was using real handcuffs. The kind police use to torturing prisoners, the sturdiest kind.
Soon after, Olga knew what Rei Furuya was looking for - she watched Rei Furuya take out all the injectable medicines she had hidden in the house from every corner, and then throw them into the trash one by one.
He looked at these illegal drugs as if they were ordinary garbage, just like he was doing a normal house cleaning. He even occasionally discussed his new "unearthed" things with Olga.
Olga naturally ignored him, but just stared at his figure with her green eyes, watching him busy from one end of the room to the other.
Finally, with wounds all over his body, it seemed as if he had dumped all the dangerous items in the apartment into the trash. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, took off his gloves, and walked over to Olga.
"Olia, let's talk."
That's what he said.
Olga looked up at him expressionlessly for a long time before patting the sofa beside her.
Furiya Rei sat down next to Olga. Just as he was about to speak, Olga found a candy from somewhere, peeled off the candy wrapper with her free hand, and dropped the pill-sized candy into her mouth.
He seemed to have never seen this kind of candy packaging before?
As he thought this, Furuya Rei felt someone deliberately apply pressure to the wound on his abdomen, with precise precision. Almost immediately, the wound, which had already formed a thin scab, tore open again, and blood gushed out, soaking large areas of his shirt and staining the snow-white fabric a pale crimson.
Along with the intense pain of the wound being torn again, the air around the two people was filled with a faint smell of blood.
hiss--
Amidst the sharp pain, Olga suddenly grabbed Rei Furuya's tie and pulled him closer, their noses bumping into each other.
The next second, I felt a soft touch on my lips.
Their lips intertwined in the bloody sweet air. Furuya Rei's eyes widened, his pupils dilating sharply.
For a moment, it was as if even the sound of each other's breathing could no longer be heard. The world fell into silence, leaving only the sound of the frantic beating of the heart. The wound that was deliberately pressed seemed different, and only a tingling sensation remained.
While Fūya Rei was dazed, he felt something being put into his mouth. Something round and small.
Is that the candy?
He couldn't help but swallow the thing instinctively.
A faint taste of blood filled his mouth. Olga had bitten his lower lip. She was truly merciless and insane.
At some point, he had hugged Olga, one hand around her waist and the other holding her head, with increasing force.
Finally, Furuya Rei came to his senses. He was shocked by what he had done in just a few seconds, by the madness that had swept him away.
Just as he was about to withdraw, he finally sensed something was amiss. His mind suddenly grew dizzy, his consciousness gradually blurred, and even his eyelids felt unusually heavy.
Is that the candy?
Before he completely lost consciousness, he vaguely saw that Olga had uncuffed herself at some point and was approaching him with her handcuffed hand swinging.
Then, the world fell into darkness.
Olga caught Rei Furuya who fell towards her, placed him on the sofa, held his face in her hands, looked at his sleeping face, and finally, smiled.
Thanks to Vermouth for the inspiration. If Vermouth hadn't fed Akai Mari the medicine mouth-to-mouth in London before, how could Olga have come up with such a brilliant idea?
Hey, there are more dangerous items in this house than just the ones you collected and threw into the trash can, Lingling.
Normal physical contact doesn't scare Ling Ling anymore. So, he needs to use some shocking stuff.
Olga hummed a song and leisurely went to the refrigerator to get a can of Coke.
"Squeak—"
She opened the can.
*
When Furuya Rei woke up again, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling. He seemed to be lying on a soft bed.
He tried to sit up but failed. His limbs were limp and he had no strength at all.
As I gasped for breath, the salty//humid breeze brought a familiar voice, hazy and unclear, as if the person was very far away.
It's Olga.
*
Olga was talking to Vermouth. Actually, she didn't want to answer Vermouth's call.
"Arthas, what the hell are you doing?!"
Look, she's just asking questions right away. Olga held the phone away carelessly, and Vermouth's voice became muffled in the sea breeze.
"Alsace, stop making trouble and release Bourbon immediately."
Unfortunately, Olga could still hear Vermouth's voice and every word she said.
Olga sat on a white chair, a small round table in front of her. To her right was the endless blue sea. To her left was a building, predominantly white, that seemed to imitate Mediterranean architectural style.
She was separated from the interior by a few white curtains, which were lifted slightly and fluttered by the sea breeze.
Olga just sat there, turned her head and looked quietly at the sea, listening to the voice of Vermouth brought to her ears by the sea breeze.
On the other end of the phone, Vermouth continued:
"The Japanese missions are all messed up now. The boss and Rum are both pissed! Arthas, are you listening to me?!"
Olga propped her head up with one hand, her expression almost eerily calm. "Of course, Vermouth, I'm listening."
Vermouth was obviously helpless with her behavior, so she had to ask before she hung up the phone: "Where are you guys?"
Unexpectedly, Olga uttered two words slowly with a smile in her voice: "Secret, secret."
Then, a dead tone came from the phone. Olga had already hung up.
Vermouth looked at her phone which was turned off. The black screen reflected her gritting her teeth.
Vermouth was truly freaked out this time. That Arthas had disappeared with Bourbon for three whole days! It wasn't just a minor incident like last time. This time, even she didn't know where Olga had taken Bourbon.
Vermouth even suspected that they were no longer in Japan.
*
On the other side, after lying on the bed and calming down for a while, Fūya Rei suddenly raised his hand and pinched the wound on his abdomen that had begun to heal.
In an instant, blood gushed out, almost quickly soaking through his nightgown and soaking the white sheets beneath him into bright red.
He gasped for breath, trying to relieve the pain that continued to emanate from his side. However, he had to rely on the pain to regain some strength, barely supporting himself and sitting up in bed.
He felt a little dizzy, and the world was spinning. He barely managed to hold on to a white pillar beside him to keep his balance.
Then, Furuya Rei began to move little by little, almost in small steps, slowly exploring the place where he was currently.
It took him about half an hour to get a rough idea of where it was. This was supposed to be a villa by the sea, but the exact location was currently unknown.
Furthermore, around this villa, at least as far as he could see, there was no sign of human habitation. There were only jagged rocks, lush trees, golden beaches, and azure skies...
Rei Furuya returned to the room where he had first woken up. Behind the white curtains, blazing sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the fabric. He heard the sound of the ocean, smelled its scent, and saw... that familiar figure.
She just sat there quietly, supporting her chin with one hand, turning her head to look at the blue sea.
Fūya Rei pushed aside the curtain and walked into the sunlight.
She seemed to have heard some noise, turned around, and found Furuya Ling. She immediately showed a surprised expression: "You are finally awake, Ling Ling."
As if nothing had happened, she smiled and asked him to sit down, pointing to the cake on the table: "Would you like to try it? I baked it myself."
However, it was as if Fūya Rei didn't hear her words. He just stood there, staring at her with a blank expression, as if he was looking at some eternal problem.
Olga seemed to have not noticed at all. She stood up, walked over to Rei Furuya, and held his face in her hands.
"Now it's just the two of us, isn't that good?"
She tilted her head slightly and said this with that innocent smile.
Furiya Rei was simply exhausted. He probably had been repeatedly injected with numerous drugs over the past few days, which had kept him comatose until now. However, it wasn't just his body that was exhausted.
"Where's my cell phone?" he asked Olga.
Olga sat back in her chair and straightened her hair, which had been messed up by the sea breeze. "Well, who knows. Maybe somewhere in the Pacific Ocean?"
"Where are we now?"
"A small island in the Pacific, just the two of us." Olga looked up at him with a sweet and innocent expression. "That's great, right?"
“…”
The air fell silent again, with only the whistling sea breeze. Furuya Rei didn't know what to say to her, or what else he could say to her.
*
Olga had been injecting Rei Furuya with drugs to keep him weak. This way, he couldn't escape. And in Rei Furuya's current state, he had no way of resisting her.
But Rei Furuya ignored her. Olga calculated the time. Rei Furuya hadn't spoken to her in three days. Even though they were so close, they seemed like two strangers.
"Do you hate me, Lingling..."
At night, hazy moonlight filtered through the curtains into the room. Amidst the rustling sound of waves, Olga lay on the bed, hugging Rei Furuya from behind.
His temperature was lower than usual. He just lay there quietly, as if he was asleep, or perhaps he didn't want to answer her.
Amidst the sound of the waves, Olga's consciousness gradually faded. This was unusual, as she had trouble sleeping.
Faintly, she seemed to turn back into a child, returning to her powerless appearance.
"Arthas, you really disappoint me!"
A tone that is harsh to the point of being harsh.
Who is it?
She followed the sound and looked up, but all she saw was a thin chin and a few tufts of crimson hair.
“Snap—”
She felt a burning sensation on her cheek and turned her head away after being slapped. She smelled blood in her mouth.
Who is it?
She glared back fiercely. Who is it? Why are you hitting me?
“Snap—”
Another slap. Merciless. This time, she fell to the ground. Both cheeks swelled up, stinging and numb.
Who is it!?
She raised her head again, her eyes wide open, trying to see that face clearly. Sooner or later, she would kill this man!
But before the third slap came, she flinched, cowering her head and apologizing sobbingly. It really hurt.
Only then did she realize that she was shaking. Her entire body was covered in bruises, causing unbearable pain at every moment, and there was hardly a single piece of intact skin or flesh.
The man grabbed her hair and dragged her towards a dark temporary room.
She was screaming.
Is she...scared?
Olga woke up silently from the nightmare. She blinked and touched the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand, then she realized belatedly that she had been crying.
It really is...
Olga twitched her lips silently and sarcastically. She was really going backwards as she got older. They say only the elderly enjoy reminiscing about the past. Could it be that she had already joined the ranks of the elderly?
Even though she was thinking this way to amuse herself, Olga's mood didn't improve at all.
"Hey, Zero Zero."
She knew he wasn't asleep, or perhaps he was woken up by the noise she made.
"What do Lingling's parents look like?"
She knew he wouldn't answer, but she asked anyway. She suddenly wanted to know, so badly. She wanted to know everything about Rei Furuya, the good and the bad, everything he had never mentioned to her.
In fact, she seemed to have never understood him. She knew nothing about his past, his background, or his experiences.
But as expected, what awaited her was silence. There was nothing but the sound of the sea.
It was not until Olga almost fell asleep again that she faintly heard the voice of Rei Furuya.
He still had his back to her, motionless. But Olga heard his voice. In an instant, her eyes widened, and all her sleepiness vanished.
"My mother..." His voice was soft, almost lost in the sea breeze and waves. "I don't have much memory of her. She left when I was very young. I only remember... that she had golden hair."
Left? I mean...
"As for my father," he paused, distant and calm, "he was a high-ranking figure. I didn't know him very well."
Then he fell silent again.
Olga stared at the ceiling and blinked. Was he feeling sorry for her nightmare and making up a contrived story to deceive her?
but……
Olga's consciousness fell into a daze again. No more nightmares.
*
Fortunately, since that night, Rei Furuya's attitude towards Olga seems to have improved a lot.
He would talk to her from time to time, sit with her on the beach, look at the sea and the sky. He would also cook often, using the limited ingredients Olga provided, racking his brains to make delicious food.
Olga gradually reduced the frequency of his injections and then ignored his late-night access to her phone.
It seemed like they could go on like this forever, until one morning.
After washing up, Olga sat in the villa, staring at the mirror in a daze. She looked at herself in the mirror, at those green eyes, and suddenly felt that she didn't recognize herself.
Then she heard the sound of propellers. Many, many ships approaching, until they reached the shore and landed.
Her ears weren't as sharp as Ooka Hongye's, but she could still make out at least thirty people. Thirty people, armed with guns.
They suddenly burst into the house, fully armed, and surrounded Olga, who was sitting at her dressing table in only a nightgown, with their guns pointed at her.
Olga's face showed no panic or expression. She slowly raised her hands in a gesture of surrender.
"Mr. Furuya! We finally found you!"
She heard an excited voice coming from not far away. She still remembered this person, Yuya Kazami, who was Ling Ling's subordinate in the Public Security Bureau.
She heard footsteps behind her, getting closer and closer.
"Am I under arrest, officer?"
She looked up and saw his face in the mirror. He stood behind her, bending down. His voice rang out in her ears, neither loud nor soft, filled with tenderness and affection:
"You are always free, Olya."
"Furiya Rei. Are you sure I won't kill you?!"
Olga suddenly stood up, grabbed a pistol from her dressing case, and pointed it at Rei Furuya's head. Her chest heaved, her face a rare expression of anger and sadness.
She was a little bit overwhelmed. Furuya Ling immediately realized that someone as smart as her shouldn't have pointed a gun at him when surrounded by armed police.
Sure enough, the sounds of safety devices being opened were heard all around, and the infrared sights were already aimed at Olga, leaving small red dots on her skin and body.
Even Kazami raised his little hand // pointed his gun at Olga, as if preparing to negotiate: "Arthas, calm down!"
Suddenly, Furuya Rei raised his hand, halting everything around him. Then, he issued an order that Kazami couldn't understand at all—he ordered the armed police officers to stand by outside the villa.
"You go outside too, Kazami." He said this calmly to Kazami, who was hesitant to leave, as if Olga had never pointed a gun at his head.
Finally, Kazami left, leaving only Olga and Furuya Rei in the room.
As Furuya Rei took a step forward, Olga instinctively took a step back. She still held the gun to him, refusing to let go, as if this was a mission that had to be accomplished.
Until Olga retreated to the dressing table, with nowhere to retreat, Furuya Rei was almost right in front of her.
He suddenly smiled, turned around and walked to the wardrobe.
"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you, Officer Furuya?"
Furiya Ling ignored her provocative words and picked and chose a set of clothes from the closet.
"How about this one?"
He came to Olga again, ignoring the gun in her hand and her frown. He untied her nightgown and, despite her unwillingness to cooperate, he put the clothes on her properly.
Then, he took the gun from her. He just casually took it from her hand. Then he casually stuffed it into his coat pocket. He took Olga's hand, ignoring her slight struggle, and intertwined their fingers:
"Come on, Olya, let's go home."
If it comes to a contest of strength or stubbornness, Olga will never be a match for Rei Furuya.
Fūya Rei held her hand, or rather, dragged her, out of the villa and approached the big ship docked on the shore.
"Yes, I won't kill you,"
Standing under the big ship, Olga suddenly spoke. She looked expressionlessly and slowly at the group of police officers who were still on guard, and finally her gaze stopped at Kazami.
"But the others may not be so sure. For example, this guy called Kazami, I think—"
A large sun hat suddenly fell on her head. Furuya Rei adjusted the brim for her:
"The sun is very strong today, so you must wear sunscreen. Let's go, Olya."
After that, he took her hand again and led her towards the boat.
Once again, he ignored her words and disregarded her wishes.
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